Chapter 156, Gradually Entering Dispute, Ziwei Emperor Star

These days, Yunqing has been writing almost constantly. In addition to copying books, she also began to organize her own practice experience. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

This is a place that is very close to the chaos of the world. The old man Zhuang Rusheng next door will come to her from time to time to chat and drink tea. There is a fat girl in the back of the house who also likes to come to her to read books. The people here are very poor, and Yunqing has the most books. Soldiers who seldom patrol also occasionally come to her to extort one or two times, but there are only books left in Yunqing's wooden house, and these soldiers who don't know a few big characters have nothing to look at.

Yunqing has always been open to all who come. She speculates on the subtle emotional changes of these people, and sees all kinds of changes in people's hearts from their inadvertent actions. The joys, sorrows and sorrows of mortals are so close, she can see it very clearly, but she can't get into it at all.

But she stayed here patiently, as she told the swordsman, she had to wait for someone.

This afternoon, Yun Qing set up a chess table in front of the house. While basking in the sun, she arranged the unfinished chess game yesterday.

Qiuyang still had some unfinished heat in summer, but the surroundings of Yunqing were icy cold, just like winter. She replaced the eye-catching six-way Yan Mozong Taoist robe and put on a heavy coarse cloth shirt, which the fat girl at the back of the house sewed by herself. She prepared clothes for her husband for the winter, but the emperor plans to expand the imperial mausoleum this year, and her husband may not be able to come back in winter.

Yun Qing remembered that the girl who had difficulty recognizing words told her that winter was coming, how could Miss Yun make it through wearing so much, so she should change into this men's clothes if she didn't dislike it.

Yun Qing placed the black and white pieces according to the chess score copied yesterday, and then asked Xu Wutong, who was the only one who could see her, "Whose turn was it yesterday?"

Xu Wutong sat down on the stone chair opposite her. Although there was only a phantom, his demeanor was like a real person: "It's your turn. Yesterday, I wanted to regret chess, but if I was stopped, I would drag it to play again today. stinky enough."

Yun Qing touched a black spot without changing his face, and then said, "Mr. Xu Wu deceived me as a beginner with the power of a national scholar, and he still doesn't want to teach me the rules. This chess skill, sir, is stinky."

She thought for a while, and dropped a piece in the corner, Xu Wutong's hand was also fast, and the white piece made a slight collision sound with the stone chessboard: "The devil clearly knows the rules, why bother to let you down on this ground? Anyway, if you give in, the Demon Venerable won't be able to win."

Yun Qing was choked by him and had to look at the chessboard silently. Only when she was playing chess did she know how good a scholar in Moling, Xu Wutong, who traveled around the world and persuaded countless lords and kings, was very talkative. Makes sense, can't argue at all.

She felt that it was not unreasonable that Mo Ling could hold his breath and shrank underground for a thousand years. Compared with the political practice of walking the Temple of Heaven, they were also quite accomplished in various skills of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In short It is rich in cultural activities. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*send" After such a thousand years, playing chess, playing the piano, and writing have passed, and it is nothing at all.

She is waiting for boredom in this barren and poor place, but Xu Wutong can play chess and play the piano to relieve her anxiety all day long while worrying about the country and the people. Later, Yun Qing couldn't stand it anymore. She felt that she had such a good resource as Xu Wutong by her side, so she should have asked him some numerology, but she didn't expect that after three sentences, he would be dragged by him to do nothing.

"Sir, how can I get down if you leave like this?" Yun Qing reached out and stopped Xu Wutong, preventing him from making a move.

Xu Wutong stretched out his hand and flicked, and Bai Zi was placed right on the empty space. He said calmly, "Besides regretting chess, did Demon Venerable learn another trick today?"

Yun Qing was sealing himself with the crime-suppressing talisman, and he couldn't stop him, so he had to accept his fate: "I have never won since I learned Moling chess..."

Xu Wutong comforted quite kindly: "It's okay, everyone came here like this."

"But I always feel that I have a very difficult time walking." Yun Qing sighed, her Heizi was forced into a desperate situation again, and Bai Zi surrounded her tightly, trapped in layers, and the defeat was determined.

She took out the chess book and copied down the half of the game. Xu Wutong also quietly looked at the chessboard without saying a word.

Between the two, only the autumn wind pierced through the leaves, making a rustling sound.

When Yun Qing finished copying the chess sheet, it was already evening, and the sky was getting dark.

"Mozun is too heavy on winning and losing, so it's meaningless to play like this." Although Xu Wutong was pointing, he couldn't hear the condescending meaning, he said, "Actually, the chess skills of Mozun are already good, after all, it was taught by Fengjiang Hou. ."

Yun Qing remembered the He Qingqiu who explained Moling's chess skills to her. The other party liked to put on the air of elders, but he was still a good person. His kind of humanistic power was actually despised by mortals who were so small, and even opened the coffin to expose the corpse... don't know how Mo Ling would support such an emperor back then.

Yun Qing stopped tidying up the chessboard and suddenly asked, "Is Senior He buried here?"

There is some connection between the sword spirits, and think Xu Wutong also understands He Qingqiu.

Xu Wutong originally planned to return to the picture scroll, but she stopped when she said so: "The Marquis of Fengjiang was buried in Langfeng Mountain, the specific location should be in the bamboo forest where he lived in seclusion, but I don't know that so many years have passed, that place …”

Xu Wutong also remembered the matter of opening the coffin and exposing the corpse.

Yunqing thought for a while and asked Xu Wutong: "Go to worship tomorrow, I heard that tomorrow is the day of the 99th Chongyang, which is also the day of worshiping the ancestors of the Gaya Dynasty. I wonder if Sir, would you like to go with me?"

Xu Wutong was stunned. He didn't expect Yun Qing to have such thoughts. He was about to open his mouth to answer when suddenly he heard a screeching sound above his head.

A big living man fell from the sky and sat on the chessboard that Yun Qing was arranging. It seemed that he stepped on the roof and tried to leap to the tree, but the branch of the tree was broken, and then he fell. This man was about ten years old, and his clothes were simple, but he was in high spirits, and he had a feeling of being uninhibited.

He rubbed his buttocks in embarrassment, trying to explain something to the girl who was arranging the chessboard, but there was a sound of hooves at the entrance of the alley, his expression suddenly changed, and his arrogance suddenly appeared.

"Please let me go, you are sitting on the chess sheet." Yun Qing frowned. Although his eyes were not open, the young man could feel her gaze.

"Sister, do you have a place to hide here?" The young man spoke with a northern accent, and he didn't seem to be from the town. He stared at Yun Qing closely, if the other party had any intention to tip off, he would probably lose his life.

Yun Qing packed up the scroll and displayed it outside. At this time, more than a dozen cavalrymen also walked into the alley and were looking inside, but this huge meticulous painting perfectly blocked the sight of those at the alley. The young man was sitting on the stone platform. From the point of view of the cavalry, only Yun Qing had a pair of feet. They heard a little movement from the north, so they quickly left the place.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something when Yun Qing interrupted: "chess manual."

He hurriedly got down from Yunqing's chess table and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I would like to thank my sister for helping..."

Yun Qing packed up the chess manual, re-folded the scroll, turned his head and went back to the house, ignoring the man.

Xu Wutong followed behind her and glanced at the young man inexplicably before Yunqing closed the door. He said, "There is purple aura lingering around, does the Demon Venerable come for him?"

As Yun Qing locked the doors and windows, he rubbed his brows and said, "No, that's not his purple energy."

In the world of Taoism, purple qi is mostly a sign of people who have attained the Tao, but it is not invisible to mortals, so this is also a harbinger of the emergence of emperors and sages. After Yun Qing entered the Dao, the technique of looking at Qi has also made great progress. At present, his cultivation base has been sealed, but it is still no problem to see the number of Qi.

Xu Wutong scrutinized the young man through the door and nodded, "Yes, there is only Ziqi, but no Ziwei starlight. It seems that he is related to the emperor."

"Well, sir, can you master the technique of star scouting?" Yun Qing put out the compass and began to adjust it little by little. She can't use her own cultivation level now, so she has to use the help of tools, and the star-gazing technique can more accurately find the person who is called by destiny.

Xu Wutong shook his head: "I'm not good at this, but finding someone is more than just a calculation. Demon Venerable can try other methods."

Yun Qing thought for a while, and then opened the door again. The young man was still wandering outside. He fell from the tall tree and twisted his foot. At this time, he didn't dare to rush out.

"If you are inconvenient, you can rest here for a while." Yun Qing said with a smile, his expression was indescribably gentle and friendly.

The young man thought about it, he just fell a leg, so there is no need to rest?

"I'm fine, I don't need this..."

Yun Qing interrupted him with a smile: "I didn't say you."

The young man's expression froze, and then his face changed instantly. He asked murderously, "Who are you?"

"Come here to find me after you figure it out." Yun Qing closed the door again, ignoring the suspicious young man.

Xu Wutong sat in front of the desk: "Mozun's chess skills have not improved, but his tricks have become more and more skilled."

"Thanks to Mr.'s guidance for many days." Yun Qing bowed and saluted, and then unfolded the picture scroll, "Sir, please rest, and tomorrow I will go to pay tribute to the senior."

Xu Wutong sighed and disappeared into the painting as a clear light.

The Gaya Dynasty has seen its decline, but the hundred-footed worm is dead and not stagnant. In the process of its gradual decline, countless people with the spirit of being kings will rise. There is never more than one person who is called by the destiny. In troubled times, there will be heroes who will rise up and compete in Beichuan, winning the king and defeating the bandit. Yun Qing came to this world to seek the Tao. Of course, it was impossible to seek heroes and beauties. What she wanted to witness was the fall of the emperor and the loss of the king's way.

This means that she must stand on the front of the new king, and this move may bring her death.

The life of Beichuan University 6 is of great significance to Mo Ling, just like the Kingdom of Mirror is to the Temple of Heaven, which is the foundation of the entire sect.

The change of dynasties on this land has always been promoted by Moling Jiange. If the new king chosen by Yunqing is the same as Moling, then she will be easily exposed. In the eyes of the Holy Land orthodox, the danger is greatly increased. If she chooses a new king who is different from Moling, it means that she will help the new king fight against Moling's caller. She may have to follow Zhu Wuxia and fight the entire Moling sword pavilion alone.

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In any case, Yun Qing planned to put his chips on the person behind the young man this time.

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